Monday of ALL Mondays

It is THE Monday after the holidays. Which means that me, along with the rest of the world, is trying to lose weight this year.

I started out this morning by measuring my Kashi Go Lean cereal (which I had forgotten how delicious it was) with a couple strawberries sliced up on top. I even measured out my milk.

And I stepped on the digital devil as Marie so eloquently puts it. The number that I saw is the same one I had been seeing for months after Beckett was born. Right before the holidays I lost a couple of pounds, which is a good thing or else I would have seen a higher number this morning. Anyways, it's recorded & I will be weighing myself once a week.

I'm not going to do any drastic dieting, I'm still exclusively nursing a baby, but I'm going to record what I eat, stop snacking on bread and chocolate and focus on putting into my body what it deserves. The good thing is that I've kept up with my exercise all the way through the holidays! I think the week of Christmas I only made it two times (instead of three) due to the gym being closed and then everything else going on. I'm pretty sure I have the exercise portion of a healthy lifestyle under control (so long as I never move somewhere that Tony Greco doesn't exist!).

Now to pack a bag, I'm going to stay with my mom until tomorrow because our hot water tank blew and there's no hot water. Which really sucks. Especially with two small kids.

Happy New Year!

Here's the time where in the past, I would list a whole bunch of goals that, while being realistic on their own, were NOT realistic when you had 20 or more of them.

I had a great 2009 (hello Beckett!) but am now fully prepared for the new year. Hopefully this year will continue to bring

Happiness
Health
Laughter

Perhaps the loss of a few dress sizes, perhaps the gain of some muscle. Maybe a 1/2 marathon, maybe the X-weighted challenge. Perhaps a trip with a friend somewhere exciting, more time with family and friends that I adore.

I see lots of good things in my future, and I wish that everyone is looking forward to the new year with the same excitement as I am.

Delish!

Lately my fave sandwich is hummus, avocado, lettuce, tomato and cucumber. Honestly? It's the cat's ass of sandwiches.

Just for S and G's

This is what I look like after the gym. Well, after my drive home and a liter of water.



I haven't said much about the gym lately, but I am still loving it. I only have missed one session since I started, and that was my son's birthday, so I don't feel too bad about it. The stations change every week, and every night I challenge myself. To do one thing I wasn't able to do the last class. The hardest thing for me still is any exercise with the push-up position as the starting point. I used to be able to do about 30 push-ups and now I can do maybe 5 before switching to my knees. I've been talking to the people who run the class and they keep encouraging me, saying they notice how much I have improved since I got there.

I was going to do my monthly weigh-in and measurements (seriously, has it been a month already)? But I've been kind of rushing out of there every night because it's been so freaking busy around here. Maybe I'll wait till after the holidays are over.

Now off to eat my roasted edamame salad - looks delish!

Can I get a woo hoo?

Sorry I've been MIA. The holiday season is insanely busy in our household!

But I had to come on quickly to say, I put on a pair of pants today that hadn't fit me since Beckett came along and they went on smoothly and zipped up with no problem.

It wouldn't be right of me to complain that they are a size 14... and that before Beckett I was wearing a size 10... I should just be happy that my body is changing and going in the right direction, right? Stop being so negative Christy!!

:)

I'm here.

Alive and doing well. Ok, so my eating isn't going as well as it should be. But considering it's the holidays and all, I'm doing A-ok.

Which brings me to my next problem. I did something to my knee. Well, I can't remember a certain incident in which I did something to it, but all of a sudden it hurts. Badly. Doing a squat or a lunge is painful. I wonder if it's all the jumping and squatting and lunging I do weekly. Carrying around all this extra weight has to be taking it's toll on my knees. Which makes me sad. I've never had anything come in the way between me and working out. I don't want to be one of those people who have to do lower impact because I'm fat (ok, because my knee is sore, but that's directly related to being fat). It makes me so very very very sad.

Oh well - I'm off to find out what year my Chariot (bike trailer) was made in, so I can figure out if the baby sling will work in it. As it gets colder I find it harder to stay outside with the baby, and my Chariot has a plastic covering overtop so he can stay nice and toasty and we can walk walk walk. At least that doesn't hurt my knee.

Heh I should know better

The moment I start to think that I want it so badly I can do it easily.... I crash and burn.

The one thing I know about myself, is that I'm not strong enough to have goodies in the house and think that I won't dive into them if I'm having a weak moment, a rough day, or just not as strong as usual.

Yesterday it was swedish berries and almond kisses. The berries were from the movies on Friday night and the kisses were supposed to be part of Carson's lootbag. Sure the convenience of picking up the treats while I was out so I wouldn't have to get them later in theory is the right idea, but in execution it's definitely not the right decision for me.

I've locked myself in my bedroom while the kids nap so I won't be tempted to continue the crappy eating. And tonight's gym night so I know that's the swift kick in the butt that I need.